Betrayal
(wang chung / peter wolf)
We met as friends of friends while still at school
I was all you ever really knew
When we met it was like a dream
For all I knew we could not fail
But now I know of your betrayal
Living in the older part of town
I worked all hours I could to bring us round
Your career was alive for you
But deep inside I watched it fail
And now I know of your betrayal
Your betrayal
If only I could hold you close
But now I know how love grows frail
When I asked if youd leave me
Or bout the boyfriends youd had
You said youd stay with me always
And that youd never be bad
But I would notice a smile
That you would hold within
As if your vanity flirted
With your knowledge of sin
Now youre quiet and cold
Your eyes just stare into space
And if I ask you to talk
You just dissemble your face
And the smile that I hated
Is now a frown of denial
And thats how I know of your unspoken betrayal
Oh, thats how I know of your unspoken betrayal
Now I wish that Id set you free
But I was terrified that I would fail
And now I know of your betrayal
Your betrayal
If only I could hold you close
But now I know how love grows frail
Oh now I know of your betrayal
Now I know of your betrayal
song performed by by Wang Chung
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.no one escapes betrayal.
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In Mind...Still
Evening it is
Everyone, in a hurry
Except you
The sun, so sleepy
The clouds, so gravid
You pass by and pause
I pause and look
Your luggage
On your back
I see
Your buggage
In your heart
I feel
Your eyes
White
And black
And grey
And Glassy
Betrayal, betrayal, betrayal
A drizzle...
In haste
I depart
I ponder
No Home
No Home
Poor you
A distance...
I look back
The pause
Still on
You are home
This kerb
Your home
Raindrops...
Not a pause
It's a stop
You are home
Torrents!
poem by Simon Odhiambo
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Betrayal
Betrayal is the name of the game,
It do not necessarily happen to the rich and the fame.
I was made an example,
Like a slave shackle and bundle.
My betrayal was not like the one we see and hear on T.V
No my betrayal was conducted discretely.
Words I thought I would never hear like Remove Me, Don't call me.
My facial expression, my body language and my brains wasn't functioning coherently.
These words derived from an heated argument,
I held my tongue and said little
My facial expression was vociferating
My body language was just a longing for sleep
My brains was not yet conspicuous
Some might not calling my calamity betrayal.
But I do, shocked maybe,
But my I am not feeling empty.
The love is still there
And I very much still do care.
My emotions and words at this current moment,
Are the same, just Silent.
Maybe things may change later,
Maybe......
But if not I'll just have to prepare for this disaster
poem by Anita Khelawan
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Betrayal Is Betrayal
To say one cares for another,
To conveniently use to make excuses...
With a hiding behind to abuse one's trust,
Will eventually find its way out in the open.
And there are just too many people like that,
To have one believe that their approach...
To throwing someone 'cared for' under the bus,
Has a different touch.
Betrayal is betrayal.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Traitor Was A Need To Fulfill History
it is the story of betrayal but the
betrayal has to push through
with or without the condemned
man, with or without the notoriety
of history, fate, as it is written
a dirty piece of the puzzle is put
if only to complete the story
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Dagger Called Betrayal
Without warning you stabbed me,
with a dagger called betrayal.
You displayed no signs of emotion
then vanished into the rain and hail.
I was abandoned on an island of sorrow,
lost in a confusion of memories,
that swirled like dust in an hurricane,
which kept replaying your perfidy.
I died several times of heartbreak,
became withered like a cast off leaf.
The memories I couldn't escape from,
and time didn't bring relief.
Years later I saw a reflection in a puddle,
it was you as you once were,
but then a voice softly whispered my name,
as if it seemed to care.
Betrayal had done you no favours,
you were burdened by the passage of time.
Your body was bent and decrepit,
and life's map showed every line.
I was angry with myself for wasting my life,
for not moving on to pastures new.
My book of life was filled with hurt and pain,
based on the betrayal of which I knew.
poem by Tex T Sarnie
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A Dagger Called Betrayal
Without warning you stabbed me,
with a dagger called betrayal.
You displayed no signs of emotion
then vanished into the rain and hail.
I was abandoned on an island of sorrow,
lost in a confusion of memories,
that swirled like dust in an hurricane,
which kept replaying your perfidy.
I died several times of heartbreak,
became withered like a cast off leaf.
The memories I couldn't escape from,
and time didn't bring relief.
Years later I saw a reflection in a puddle,
it was you as you once were,
but then a voice softly whispered my name,
as if it seemed to care.
Betrayal had done you no favours,
you were burdened by the passage of time.
Your body was bent and decrepit,
and life's map showed every line.
I was angry with myself for wasting my life,
for not moving on to pastures new.
My book of life was filled with hurt and pain,
based on the betrayal of which I knew.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Easter Sermon
Each Easter three words come to mind, Betrayal, Crucifixion and Resurrection. We wonder how these can be relevant within our daily lives.
Betrayal.
Betrayal normally comes from people we hold close, friends and even our family.
Crucifixion.
Crucifixion comes from the words they bandy about to others making us look as if we are nasty and cheap. We then get the sly glances and whispering remarks behind our back from others whose words are based on what the betrayer has said.
Resurrection.
Resurrection comes when we rise above the sly remarks and innuendoes that are said. Rise above them and start a new and better life.
Yes, those three words are relevant within our daily lives. We need only look, around and we will see them everyday in people’s lives and we have probably felt them ourselves in our own lives from time to time.
Amen
12 April 2009
Author’s Note.
For those who may not know I am a pretend Preacher in a Western Town called Deadwood which I helped build. I have a church and as the Preacher I have to give a service on the Sundays whenever we are there. The above is my Easter Sermon I delivered on Sunday 12 April 2009. I always keep my sermons short to ensure no one falls asleep while I am delivering them. Thank you for reading this.
DVH.
poem by David Harris
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To My Nephew For Him To Learn
you want something to hold on
i give you my hands
and i will hold you
and you will grip it to prevent
you from falling
and hurting yourself
do not be too confident
for there will come a time
in fact
a moment that you will never forget
in your entire life
for i will loosen my hold on you
put grease on my fingers
and your hands will slide
and you will fall and hurt yourself
that much
that the pain will not just disappear
in a day
you will blame me
and tell me that i betray you
but that will only be for a while
by then
the pain and what you think as the betrayal of a trust
has given you the hardest lesson in your life
you will suffer the way i suffer
you will learn the way i learned life from the harshness of
your grandfather
and that same betrayal too
shall not be forgotten in the entire life
of
yours truly.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sadder Still
sadder still, sadder still, sadder still
you watch it die
betrayal of the heart
is the hardest part of letting go
now you see the truth of me
so what's the point? it's so cold
time will take your soul
time will take your dream
time will take your life away
away
fading lights
shattered dreams
of lost love
i remember the past
betrayal of the heart
is the hardest thing to let go
so now i don't dream
no, i don't feel
anything at all, anymore
time will take your soul
song performed by by Velvet Acid Christ
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Engravings Of The Heart
everyday is a
betrayal
a closed door
assures
one dreams
wide awake
smiles are
sub-chapters
no matter what
two are still one
lies are sweet
creams coating
everyday is a
comfort too
there is a promise
of growing together
older and bolder
and number
everyday is
forgiving
betrayal and
forgiving marry
the home is still
the apple of the eye
a closed door is
always reassuring
silence is the sky
mouths beautifully shut
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Betrayal
A Betrayal so dark,
A Betrayal so deep.
A trust now shattered
That was for years to keep.
A trust to be earned,
that was given freely.
A love now yearned,
that was given keenly.
Mistakes I made.
Lessons I learned.
Consequences dealt.
Yet your heart still burns.
Dreams now,
put on hold;
as an uncertain,
future now unfolds.
For us to move,
towards brighter days;
first to be proven,
are my new found ways.
Things you need to see,
are things I need to show.
New things I've come to be,
are old things which I know.
In your heart
is a love for me,
In my heart
I believe forever to be.
Uncommon paths crossed,
I believe certainly
is a sure sign,
of our destiny.
Two people
from different minds;
so much to offer,
so much to find.
In my heart
a love rings true,
a love that exists
only for you.
14022008©
poem by scarlette Phoenix
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Betrayal, Crucifixion And Resurrection
What three words
emphasise Easter to all of us.
The three words we associate with it,
betrayal, crucifixion and resurrection.
Betrayal is what happens
when a friendship
is sold out by another
or lies are spread about our intentions.
Crucifixion is what we feel
when the backlash comes.
We feel the venting of someone’s anger
for something we have never done.
Resurrection is a process we go through
after the dust has settled.
We look around for a new start
somewhere nearer paradise.
As for those who betrayed us,
sadness now covers their brow
as they find themselves an outcast
for what they have done.
Maybe one day they might realise,
that things are not always, as they seem,
and they should leave well alone,
things of which they do not know.
20 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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Betrayal
Secure within the mother’s womb.
Sheltered from all storms of life.
Swimming,
Swivelling,
and
Sustained.
The countdown begun-
A wide world awaiting,
Eager faces looking,
Windows opening,
to
Colour,
Scent,
Taste and Touch.
But,
Expectations shattered,
Exasperation heightened,
Execution begun,
Excruciation settled,
and
Expulsion confirmed!
Chopped to pieces,
Down to trash.
‘The most unkindest cut of all’!
Betrayal!
Horrid Betrayal!
Through aeons,
History repeats.
‘Am I my brother’s keeper’?
The Son of Man –
sold out,
with a kiss.
Et tu, Brute!
poem by Valsa George
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Betrayal of Humanity
One must be cautiously aware,
Of comments made...
In places infested with those who manifest,
A betrayal of humanity.
The people there are not easily identified.
Some use religious beliefs...
To deceive others to confide.
As pools of sincerity drenches their eyes.
One must be cautiously aware,
Of comments made...
In places infested with those who manifest,
A betrayal of humanity.
It is as if they plot against,
Those who express empathy.
And come to another's defense.
This they suspect as a leakage of weakness.
And they perceive a caring done,
From someone willing to expose...
Their heartfelt feelings.
And a campaign begins to ensure they are demeaned.
One must be cautiously aware,
Of comments made...
In places infested with those who manifest,
A betrayal of humanity.
The people there are not easily identified.
Some use religious beliefs...
To deceive others to confide.
As pools of sincerity drenches their eyes.
And a campaign begins to ensure they are demeaned.
Wizards of deception are trained.
And will do their best to protect delusions.
While attacks upon them,
Will be viciously claimed.
And a campaign begins to ensure they defame.
One must be cautiously aware,
Of comments made...
In places infested with those who manifest,
A betrayal of humanity.
These pests are all over the place.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Until My Dying Day
Now I know your secret
I promise that Ill keep it
So confidentially
Between just you and me, Ill never leak it
Im the specialist
I know you cant resist
Ill bypass your alarm
No need to twist my arm, I insist
If youre looking for a war
Theres a market for betrayal
Dont ask me what I saw
Yknow my secrets not for sale
Dont ask me what I heard
Yknow I promised not to say
I said Id never breathe a word
Until my dying day
Well seeing is believing
No use in your deceiving
For now I know its true
Its you that holds the clue, Ill be leaving
Now Ive got to say goodbye
You understand I have to fly
When you get the third degree
And the truth dont set you free, youve got to lie
If youre looking for a war
Theres a market for betrayal
Dont ask me what I saw
Yknow my secrets not for sale
Dont ask me what I heard
Yknow I promised not to say
I said Id never breathe a word
Until my dying day
song performed by by Ub40
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Asunder
No hand could stay
the wretched turn
the taciturn display
the finger-tipped purpose,
the closed door
which she pulled aside;
sliding glass on smooth tracks
and sideways turned
she eased out
to the patio
where in the dark
her lover hid
behind the foliage bush
in the creeping night;
and I could only mute observe
how lightly deception walks
in the gloaming
where warm arms wait.
I suspend my hopes in squinted sight
straining to see who might
reflected be in the bushy frame
who he would be in my own long night
of what would be the happiness I could perceive
being shattered in her stealthy stealth,
in the bright eyes I now could see
greet her
just above her lingering embrace-
their clutched bodies
in secret mode-
famished it seemed
from last kiss since.
And I,
back now to the window brace,
trash my soul-
rummage for clue and trace-
of where my shortfalls lead to this state;
to where she took up with lover hence.
Of all moments
none can compare to that one where
Betrayal mixes with Despair
Betrayal's purple burning spear
searing Despair's Raging Hurt.
Of all Time
none shatters seconds into eons
as when Betrayal's lunge wields the sword
which splits the Heart asunder.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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God That Failed
Pride you took
Pride you feel
Pride that you felt when you'd kneel
Not the word
Not the love
Not what you thought from above
It feeds
It grows
It clouds all that you will know
Deceit
Deceive
Decide just what you believe
I see faith in your eyes
Never you hear the discouraging lies
I hear faith in your cries
Broken is the promise, betrayal
The healing hand held back by the deepened nail
Follow the god that failed
Find you peace
Find your say
Find the smooth road on your way
Trust you gave
A child to save
Left you cold and him in grave
It feeds
It grows
It clouds all that you will know
Deceit
Deceive
Decide just what you believe
I see faith in your eyes
Never you hear the discouraging lies
I hear faith in your cries
Broken is the promise, betrayal
The healing hand held back by the deepened nail
Follow the god that failed
I see faith in your eyes
Broken is the promise, betrayal
The healing hand held back by the deepened nail
Follow the god that failed
Pride you took
Pride you feel
Pride that you felt when you'd kneel
Trust you gave
A child to save
Left you cold and him in grave
I see faith in your eyes
Never you hear the discouraging lies
I hear faith in your cries
Broken is the promise, betrayal
The healing hand held back by the deepened nail
Follow the god that failed
song performed by by Metallica
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A Nightmare Revealed
Innocence, innocence
Destruction, destruction
Betrayal, betrayal
Love, unloved
Confusion, confusion
Incest-abuse.
To trust people, to love someone
To be harmed, black, feathers,
Candles-death
Little child, torture, pain
Outside humiliation, inside destruction
One become two, two become three
Survival-oh the pain
Survival-fear-torture
Must I do this, yes I must, there's no choice
Three, four, push it back, push it back.
Mother, father, trust, no trust,
Oh those visits, family tradition,
What is truth? What is truth?
Many, many, more and more -questions.
Future question, future trials,
Help me, help me,
What is love, where is love,
Help my confusion, earn my respect, help me love,
Tell it, tell it, oh for you, oh for you.
poem by Eva L. Shaw
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* * *
In a bid to seek peace
in a place not similar to home
where hope is thought to come
here comes the solitude i sought
within the environs of a church.
but very contrary to my thought'
around me are three individuals
sorry, betrayal, and anonymity
are names that suited the ambiguity.
I feel sorry for sorry,
for the dirty game i played,
her feelings were forsaken
in a state of emotional agitation
by me she was heartbroken.
The bitterness behind betrayal
is far much beyond compare
Throwing her chastity somewhere
yet a loving soul waited patiently
only to get the shock of his life.
his love & respect kicked away
just for no reason than 'exam stress'.
from anonymity i seek hope
with enough caution to get peace
and not to lose myself to nowhere.
A love to be build from experience
aware of all the pit holes
ready to abound more and more
in love, happiness and peace.
poem by Marbet Daniel
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